Five Generations Of Rock County Wilsons
By Doug Supernaw
Written by John Scott Sherrill
CD: Red & Rio Grande (1993)
Tabbed by Larry Mofle
3/27/2016


Capo 2

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It seemed like overnight the town of Red River was suddenly full of strange men
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They wore suits in the summer, stood on the dirt roads, trying to hold their maps in the wind
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Some of 'em smiled and some of 'em didn't, none of 'em came back again
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After five generations of Rock Country Wilsons and the last fifty acres apparently didn't mean a damn thing to them


I stood on a hill overlooking Red River where my mama and her mama lay
And I listened to the growling of the big diesel cats as they tore up the woods where I played
I said "Mama, forgive me but I'm almost glad that you're not here today"
After five generations of Rock County Wilsons to see the last fifty acres in the hands of somebody who would actually blow it away


You know the bus station in the town of Red River used to be the general store
But now they've got a new one you know that's okay if a bus is what you're looking for
So early one morning when the sun got red, I got up with the dawn
After five generations of Rock County Wilsons, the last one just climbed on a big ole gray dog and was gone